I must have fallen asleep, despite fighting against it.
I woke up with a wet, dripping ache between my legs. I moaned as I came to, my hand dipping between my thighs to touch the swollen lips of my p***y. “Daddy,” I muttered, still half asleep.
And then something hit me on the head and I sprang up in bed, my eyes fluttering open and feeling disoriented as heck.
“Wake up, loser!”
My sister was standing in the doorway. Her robe was hanging open, flashing me a view of her t**s.
“Ew, cover up,” I groaned, throwing the teddy bear she’d aimed at my head right back.
Instead of doing that, she cupped her t**s and stuck her tongue out at me like a slut. I rolled my eyes and pulled the covers higher up around me. The memories of last night came in like a freight train, and I covered myself up
